It is late evening when you arrive home from work and I have missed you all day. You walk in with that strong confident walk you have, my heart starts to beat faster and my body can not wait for your touch. I sit quietly through out dinner and the rest of the evening only thinking of your touch, your smell, and your body. Yearning for you to be close to me, yearning to feel you inside of me.
I watch you, as you go down the hall and enter the bathroom. I wonder what it is you are going to do next. I hear the water running and a little pout comes to my lips as I think that I will have to wait for you to take a shower before we lay down in bed. But soon you come back out and take my hand. You lead me into the bathroom and my eyes widen when I see what you have done.
The bath is filled and I can smell the light scent of vanilla coming from the bubbles in the water. You have lit the candles, and have placed them around the tub and sink, making the room glow with there amber light.
You begin to kiss my neck, as your fingers work to unbutton my blouse. I feel the light material of my shirt slip from my shoulders; your hands run gently up my sides and cup my breast. My head swims with passion as your mouth moves down, kissing my breasts before taking nipple into your mouth. Delicately you suck and nibble, moving your head from one breast to the other. My hands go up into your hair and I moan slightly as I feel your lips on me.
Soon, you release my breasts from your hands, brining them down to unzip my skirt. As it falls to the floor you move your lips down again, kissing my belly. You trail down to the top of my pussy, and as your lips graze me an electric shock goes through my body.
You do not stay there long, and another pout comes to my lips as you stand up. You smile down at me, "Not yet Love." I nod my head and watch as you shed your clothing.
You step into the tub and hold out your hand to help me in. We lay down, my back pressed up against your stomach. I can feel your hardness and it takes all I have not to take you then. I look back at you and see the desire in your eyes. The passion raging through us both is almost too much for us to handle. You bend your head down and kiss my lips as your hands come to my shoulders.
I pull back from you, laying my head on your chest as your hands work over my body, massaging my skin lightly with your fingers. A small moan escapes me as your hands come to my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples as the water laps over my body.
I want badly to feel your fingers on my clit, to feel you deep inside of me but I know you will not touch me until the bath is finished, and I wait patiently enjoying the feel of your hands on my skin, your lips in my hair.
After a while you tell me that it is time to get out and I quickly I step out of the tub. You take a towel and begin to dry me off, your lips again grazing over my skin. Once dried you pull me close to you and kiss me passionately. Your maleness presses against me and my body quivers. I pull back and look up at you; "I need you now." I say in a low whisper.
You take my hand a lead me to our bedroom. We lay down together and I go straight into your arms, to feel them strongly wrapped around me and I have a sense of security then that I can never be harmed. I kiss your lips and place my tongue inside your mouth, slowly bringing it in and out and around your lips. I love the taste of you and it sends my head spinning.